I seem to know without seeing

For what is solid, liquefies

Until liquid turns to vapor and
selfishly escapes into this
vast nothingness,
where you and I
are two dischordant souls
Wallowing in our own
abysmal loneliness
Yet you aimlessly spin in circles
and play with fire
I watch you so intently until
pain disentangles from me,
Until I shatter painlessly
and leave you with a
blood shot eye.